chapter 4

Two months had passed since the wedding, and Isabelle, with her chilling secrets, had become a constant presence in Davis life. Their relationship, a strange concoction of manipulation and shared darkness, was growing stronger with each passing day."

"One morning, the harsh clang of the alarm clock Isabelle from her sleep. "Oh, it's seven o'clock! I'm going to be late!" She jumped out of bed, her heart pounding with the familiar rhythm of her demanding life. "As Isabelle hurried to get ready, she couldn't help but think of Davis anger and the words she had spoken. Her ambition was her priority, but she knew that her relationship with him was at risk."

"No need to hurry", Davis said , his voice a gentle rumble,a contrast of anger that had flared just moments before."

: "Why are you here?" Isabelle asked, her voice a mixture of irritation and surprise.

- "Why? I can't be here? You're my wife," Davis said, his tone unwavering.

- " "You..." Isabelle started, her words trailing off.

"What?" Davis asked, his eyes fixed on her.

"Don't bother me. I'm going to work. I'm going to be late," Isabelle said, her voice hardening as she turned away from him.

"Even you are late no one can deduct your salary " You could

, his voice laced with amusement.

Why? You..." Isabelle asked, her voice a mix of frustration and confusion.

"Because you're my wife," Davis replied, his eyes twinkling with a hint of mischief.

"How can you say that? If they saw you, how would you explain it to Grandma and Grandpa?" Isabelle asked, her voice edged with concern.

"Look at you, you still care about me," Davis said, his voice softening with a hint of sadness.

"Don't be sentimental," Isabelle retorted, her voice firm.

I'm not being sentimental. I'm just telling the truth," Davis insisted, his gaze unwavering.

"I'm going now," Isabelle said, her voice clipped, as she turned to leave.

Isabelle, you are a blessing to our family. Look, Davis woke up from his vegetative state," the old lady said, her voice filled with gratitude.

"You're flattering me, Grandma," Isabelle said, her voice a bit strained.

"I'm not flattering you, Isabelle. I'm just telling the truth," the old lady insisted, her eyes twinkling with a gentle smile.

"That's right, Kate. You're our lucky star," the old man added, his voice filled with warmth.

"Grandma, Grandpa, I'm going to work now," Kate said, her voice a bit softer as she turned back towards the old couple.

"No need to work. Just stay and keep Davis accompany," the old lady said, her voice laced with authority.

"See..." Davis said, a smug smile spreading across his face.

"You..." Isabelle started, her words caught in her throat, her eyes locked on Davis

"A month had passed since the old lady's announcement, and life at the Smith mansion had taken on a new rhythm."

"Oh, Isabelle and Davis I asked the servant to prepare a special decoction for you two," the old lady said, her voice twinkling with amusement.

"Hehehe, Grandma, Davis should drink more," Isabelle said, her voice laced with mischief.

"Grandma, Isabelle should drink more," Davis said, his tone playful, but with a hint of something else.

"How could you? You should drink more. Maybe your body can't handle it, that's right, Grandma," Isabelle said, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

"That's right, Isabelle" the old lady replied, her smile widening.

"See? Grandma's on my side," Davis said, his voice triumphant.

"Grandma, I'm your grandson. How could you...?" Davis protested, his voice laced with a touch of mock outrage.

"She's my granddaughter-in-law, so I have to believe in her," the old lady said, her tone firm but playful.

"Grandma..." Davis started, but the old lady cut him off.

"Just drink it. I'm going to my garden to relax," the old lady said, her voice a mix of authority and amusement.

"Drink it, hehehe," Isabelle chuckled, her eyes locked on Davis, a hint of challenge in her gaze.

"The old lady watched them, her eyes twinkling with a subtle understanding. She had a feeling that this decoction wasn't just about their health. It was about their relationship. And she was curious to see how it would unfold."

: "The old lady, with a knowing smile, stepped out onto the balcony and disappeared into her garden, leaving the young couple to their own devices."

"Isabelle,unable to contain her amusement, continued to laugh at Lloyd, urging him to drink the decoction. "Go on, drink it," she said, her voice full of playful teasing."

"As Davis took a sip of the decoction, he leaned in and kissed Isabelle,his lips brushing against hers. Startled, Isabelle instinctively swallowed the decoction, her cheeks flushing with a blush."

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